I quit Cause you are not worth The sea of salted tears That spill Assaulting me You are not worth The red elixir That feeds Your distorted Vampire needs
I retire Before my will expires Because I am tired Of seeing spires Of factories Smoking pollutants Choking all humans
I am through With claiming That the truth Will set us free When all I see Is a bubonic plague Festering and growing Tumorous cities Of infinite stupidity
I am finished There is not enough spinach To Popeye my way out So I exit stage Flesh and rage Pull back those skin pages That life was written on Letting strangers carryon As the carrions come To devour me
Cause I am ******* done
I wrote this in August, cause I saw this coming. Now I am rather apathetic.